Well I'm off - two hours east of God's Country, driving tonight to wake up semi-refreshed and ready for a full day of meetings and meals with a bevy of editors and writers. And drug tests. They seem to be rolling out the red carpet - which to be honest is pretty cool. A year-and-a-half ago, this isn't happening. So I gotta take something out of that.

Anyhow, please think good thoughts tomorrow. Unless you hate me. Which is a possiblity.








(If you don't know where I'm heading, here's a hint:)



"Dolores? Where's my pudding?"